Lowdown

Your baby's out running around
Hanging with the crowd
Putting your business in the street
Talking out loud
Saying you bought her this and that
And how much you spent
I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent
Hey boy, you better bring the woman around
To the sad truth
The dirty Lowdown
Who? I wonder who
Taught her how to talk like that
Who? I wonder who
Nothing you can't handle
Nothing you ain't got
Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot
Turn on that old lovelight
And turn a "maybe" to a "yes"
Same old schoolboy game
That got you into this mess
Hey son, better get on back to town
And face the sad old truth
The dirty Lowdown
Who? I wonder who
Put those ideas in your head
Who? I wonder who
You ain't got to be so bad-got to be so cold
This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old
Got to have a Jones for this-a Jones for that
This running with the Joneses, boy
just ain't where it's at
Hey son, you gonna come back around
To the sad, sad truth
The dirty Lowdown
Who? I wonder who
Got you thinking like that
Who? I wonder who